Ouzo: Pre-season training for Greece

It’s Friday night and I’m over at the house of my dear friends Sam and Taylor. Between stories and general BS’ing we’ve also been comparing Europe trips – my pending one, and the one Taylor went on a couple of years back. And drinking ouzo.

Ouzo is a lovely concoction from Greece, and to my mind is proof that this truly was a civilized culture. Or maybe it’s just because I was the only kid in my childhood life who liked the black licorice jelly beans, and that’s just never left me.
In any case, I consider it good training for once I hit Athens. And now it’s time to stop blogging, and tend to my shot. Oopa! (“Cheers!” in Greek. I think the spelling’s right, anyway).